I fucked up my doctor appointment.
If you've been following my health (why wouldn't you be?) you'll know I made 3 appointments for new doctors bc I was paranoid that they'd refuse to see me, and w/ trump canceling the transgender health initiatives aka trans healthcare anti-discrimination law, I would have no recourse if they did.
You'll recall that 2 canceled the appointments ahead of time, and I was left with one. Well, I got which ones canceled mixed up. I thought the August 25th one canceled, and Sept 2nd was the remaining appointment. It was actually Sept 2nd that canceled, and so I missed Aug 25th appointment. They had my phone number and email wrong, so I got no confirmation calls or anything on the 24th.
I called today. They said it's okay. They scheduled me a new appointment with the doctor on Sept 17th. Here's the thing. I counted my pills. I have just enough hormones to get through Sept 16th. Sept 17th will be the first day I run out. Perfect timing.
This had me stressed and I cried as soon as I found out I fucked up the appointments, but everything is ok.
Fuck Trump. I'm voting in person. This vote is getting counted.